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"Jiuka-san, do you know why that adult stopped playing?"
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"Please! Please! Tell me now!"
Jiu Huayue turned away her eyes. "It seems... He said he is not interested in music and just wants to be a Chinese teacher."
".!"
Shirozawa Tachibana's expression was as if he had seen something thunderous.
Then he started to hold his head like a madman, muttering, "How is it possible?", "How could this happen?", "Is this a waste of talent?", "Why not just keep trying?".
The more Jiuhuayue looked at it, the weirder it seemed to her.
"Is Senior Tachibana okay?"
Shirozawa Yuzu still looked at her sister's madness expressionlessly, "It's the same old problem."
After waiting for senior sister Tachibana to come home at Youzu's house, plus the time for practice, it was already late at night, so Jiuhuayue had to say goodbye.
The two sisters also warmly invited her to stay for dinner, but Jiu Huayue did not agree.
on the way home.
Jiuhuayue has been thinking about what Ju-senpai said about uncles
Genius, genius, genius.
Still a very noble genius.
Sitting on the evening bus, Jiuhuayue slowly searched the two keywords [Kyoto University] and [Fujii Itsuki] on her mobile phone while sitting on the bus.
After a long time, she once again clicked on his personal show collection that someone had edited on the Internet.
Put on headphones, prop up your face with your elbows against the car window, and look at the man in a suit playing the violin on the screen.
The more you look
Jiu Huayue felt that the more elegant and noble he was, the more he fit the word "genius".
She is gorgeously dressed, has superb skills, is recognized by the industry, and has a gentle scholarly air.
How can a middle-aged man in college be so good-looking?
How can it be so excellent?
Anyway, Jiu Huayue felt that if she and the uncle were in the same period, they would not even need to be in the same club. As long as she saw his performance, she would definitely fall in love with him.
No girl would refuse a handsome guy who can play the violin for her.
There are also netizens asking for comments below the video, [Did he stop playing?], [What a pity.], [When can I reach this level?]
A series of exclamations and praises made Jiuhuayue excited.
She didn't know why she was excited.
But it’s probably similar to chasing stars, right?
When your favorite idol is praised, it feels like your own aesthetic taste and preferences are being praised. This really makes people extremely happy.
And the more crucial thing is.
Uncle is not a distant idol.
The uncle is right next to me, in my own home.
Jiuhuayue's lips curled up into a smile unconsciously.
This experience is so wonderful.
After watching this video many times, the uncle seems to be endowed with "holy attributes" by God, which makes him extremely pure and handsome in the eyes of girls.
Like an angel.
Jiuhuayue got off the bus and returned home happily.
She had just opened the box and returned home when the aroma of delicious food wafted from the house.
I ran to the dining table in the living room and took a look.
Good guy.
Jiu Huayue almost felt like she had walked into a high-end hotel.
How can this be a home-cooked meal?
This is simply a full banquet!
"Are you back?" Fujii Itsuki came out of the kitchen with another pot of food.
"Hmm," Jiu Huayue came to his side and asked in surprise, "Uncle, how do you cook so many dishes?"
".Well, didn't you say you would come back to eat tonight? Muzi happened to ask me to go home early to rest today, so I bought some groceries and made these."
This is simply
awesome!
Jiuhuayue felt very happy.
The kind that makes you truly happy.
It is such a great happiness to have an "idol" at home. He can even cook so many dishes for me!
Isn't this every girl's dream?
"You still like it?"
"Yeah, of course."
Although Jiu Huayue was as shy as a young girl who had just fallen in love, she wanted to hug the uncle's face and kiss him as a reward.
But, the uncle hasn't mentioned the day when he forcefully kissed him these past two days, and he still thinks that it was Muzi who forcefully kissed him!
So Jiu Huayue was a little angry, so she straightened her airs, looked at him, and said in a low voice, "Thank you, uncle."
"Since you're home, why don't you eat first?"
"Ah."
Jiuhuayue discovered that when she was eating, the uncle was very gentle in picking up food for her.
These words he said, plus the dishes he cooked for himself.
Jiu Huayue really felt that there was no need for her to be angry with him anymore.
The uncle is so nice. If I keep waiting for him to say it to me, wouldn’t it be a waste of money for Akai Muzi?
How about bringing it up yourself?
Just when Jiuhuayue had this idea.
Fujii Itsuki suddenly spoke and called her name.
"Xiaoyue"
"Hmm?" Jiu Huayue looked up from across from him, waiting for him to speak, "What's wrong?"
"I don't. Nothing."
After saying this, Fujii Itsuki lowered his head and continued eating.
Jiuhuayue was puzzled. Is the uncle too embarrassed to talk to her?
But making these dishes should be to apologize to myself, right?
"Do these dishes suit your taste, Xiaoyue?" he asked again.
"of course."
"You like it, don't you?"
“I like it very much and I am very grateful.”
"That's good"
silence.
"Xiaoyue, why are you willing to take a shower downstairs recently?"
"Downstairs? It's more convenient. The water pressure upstairs is not enough."
"That's true. After all, this is an old house."
"So, will you be taking a shower downstairs in the near future?"
"Unless there are special circumstances, I will. What's wrong?"
"Nothing. I just need to arrange some time for bathing. After all, I like taking baths."
"Oh."
Another silence.
Jiuhuayue never waited for Fujii Itsuki to tell her about the forced kiss that day.
This kind of life lasted for many days.
These days, Jiuhuayue continues to go to Shiroizawa's house to practice the trumpet, and then go home to eat the dinner made by the uncle.
Although, the uncle made these dishes for himself, which actually meant that he was apologizing to himself, and he was willing to forgive him.
But I haven't spoken formally yet. Is there something wrong?
Jiu Huayue always felt that something was wrong these days.
Why do I always feel like the uncle is hiding something from me?
What could he hide from himself?
Thinking about these, another day has ended.
Jiu Huayue took off her clothes in a bored mood and started to take a shower. She hung her clothes and skirt on the hanger in the bathroom on the first floor. It was really hot today, and even if she didn't move much, she was sweating.
Because she was a little tired, she wiped her body clean and went upstairs to change into sleeping clothes.
She searched the closet